Rhythm Surge

(hummmm) (ooh) I woke up to the room still spinning slow

Coffee on the counter,

phone face-down

I said I'm fine,

but I don't really know

So I lace my shoes and walk it out of town

My hands are steady but my thoughts run wild

I'm one good reason from a clean restart

If I fall apart,

let it be in style

Right on the edge of my own brave heart

This is my beat,

my better day

I turn the hurt into a runaway

Hands in the air,

let the worry break

I don't need saving,

I just need space I

used to chase the noise just to feel alive

Now I pick my people like a careful song

If it isn't real,

I let it pass me by

I'm done dressing up what I know is wrong

If I go quiet,

I'm not giving up

I'm just listening for the truth in me

Hold that silence like a little luck

Then watch it turn into a melody

On my beat, on my beat

I don't back down

On my beat, on my beat

I come around

This is my beat,

my better day

I turn the hurt into a runaway

Hands in the air,

let the worry break

I don't need saving,

I just need space (ooh) (hummmm)